Removing a post after being called on toolish behavior is classy. Reminds me of Kaldoreii. What a man he was. Here's the OP:
Boredalt wrote:
As we've previously discussed, my wife teaches pre-AP English at a local HS. During one of her classes, a large roach scampered across the floor. Her students, boys and girls alike, ran or hopped up on their desks as if this thing had radioactive AIDS...except for one. A female Japanese foreign exchange student looked around completely confused. When the roach made its way near her, she calmly picked it up, walked over to the waste bucket, crushed it in her hand, then dropped it in. Then she asked for permission to go wash her hands. One of the boys in the class said, "That was awesome! I'm in love."
Crickets, june bugs, or beetles, I will pick them up and flush them or toss them out the door. Roaches... I prefer to step on them or swat them with a newspaper, however, I will crush one with my open palm if I feel he might get away. This is a last resort. I don't want to pick up a roach. I don't really know why I feel differently about the others. Fortunately, roaches seem to be scarce where I live now. I have only seen one in the 11 years I've lived in this house. I wish my office was so lucky.
So...what about it? Will you pick up a live roach, cricket, beetle, etc? How do you handle it when one shows up? Smashing them with any gusto creates a dead bug, but nasty roach nougat gets splattered around. Eww. That white, cream of wheat looking goo is so gross.
EDIT: Spiders are a completely different thing. Fuck spiders larger than a pea.
Boredalt wrote:
EDIT: Nevermind. Ethan wants to make another post about him.
For someone who blathers so much about the need to be a man and not go *sniff sniff"* when someone says something unkind you sure are gutless and womanish. I've seen 16-year-old girls get less bent out of shape about rejection.
You made a post about me, I made two that weren't that you chose to ignore.
